From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 161 Chapter [-]
After the Quanzhen Sect moved to the Zixiao Palace, everything was in vain. Lin Qingxuan arranged a lot of work regulations, such as opening up a dojo, transferring disciples to the Western Regions, and expanding shipping business.But before he could implement it, he threw his hands and ran away.

As the master of the Zixiao Palace, Yin Zhiping is also the chief disciple of the sect master, the Great Heavenly Master, who gave the palm seal. Therefore, since returning to the Zixiao Palace, he has been caught up in the busy affairs, and he does not dare to slack off at night, and cultivates with all his strength. Quanzhen Method, Yi Jin Bone Forging Chapter, Jiuzhuan Yuqing Gong, etc.

If it weren't for the help of senior brothers such as Li Zhichang, Wang Zhitan, Lv Zhitang, Chen Lingyun, Zhiqing, Zhichong, Zhichun, etc., I'm afraid there would be no time to sleep and practice.

After a few months of busy work, winter turns to spring, and it is the Shangyuan Festival in the second year of Zhaoguang.

This Taoist Sanyuan Festival requires fasting and dipping sacrifices. As the master of Zixiao Palace, Yin Zhiping, the chief disciple of Quanzhen Sect, naturally presides over the dharma meeting.

After returning to the room to rest after the busy work, I remembered that many important events had already settled, and the shipping business of the Quanzhen Sect was also requested by the Emperor Song, and I thought that the face of the Qingxuan Zhenjun and the Great Celestial Master could not be competed. In the future, I will be able to relax a little bit, and have more time to meditate in the profound arts.

Originally too busy, Yin Zhiping kept compressing the exercises, not to mention other things. He basically left them behind. Now that everything has been handled properly, Yin Zhiping's brain is clear, and he suddenly remembered being beaten by himself. Yang Ming, a disciple still at the Tomb of the Living Dead in Zhongnan Mountain.

Originally, Yin Zhiping thought about taking him back years ago, but he was in a trance and delayed for almost a month. He remembered that since he accepted him as his apprentice, he hadn't trained him carefully.

Feeling a little guilty in my heart, I thought to myself: The disciples from all lower academies have returned to their respective places. Tomorrow, I will temporarily hand over the affairs of the palace to Junior Brother Zhiqing and Junior Brother Zhichang, so I will go back to Zhongnan Mountain in person and bring Yang Ming back to teach him Martial arts, his aptitude and comprehension are top-notch, if he practices hard, he will be the best of the fourth generation in 20 years.

So the next morning Yin Zhiping entrusted the affairs of the palace to a few juniors, and he went to the tomb of the living dead in person to bring Yang Ming back.

When Shi Wei Mengchun and Yin Zhiping arrived at Zhongnan Mountain, the mountain was still covered in white snow. The magnificent Chongyang Dao Palace in the past was already a ruin, and the Chongyang Hall was also dilapidated, becoming a place where wild beasts lived.

Yin Zhiping was filled with emotion, and after walking through Chongyang Palace for a long time, he came to the ancient tomb.

Yun Gong shouted: "Pin Dao, Yin Zhiping of Quanzhen Sect has come to pay respects to the seniors of the ancient tomb, thank the seniors for their help, and take the disciple Yang Ming back along the way."

After a while, a girl in white with an extremely beautiful face and snow-white skin pulled Yang Ming out with a cold brow and eyes.

When Yin Zhiping saw this woman, his heart swayed. He only felt that among the beauties he had seen in his life, if they were compared purely by appearance, only Guo Jing's wife Huang Rong and his own uncle Li could compare with this girl. However, the three had different temperaments, so they could be regarded as Each wins.

Although Yin Zhiping thinks this woman is beautiful and attractive, he has made great progress in his skills in recent years, and his Taoist practice has become increasingly profound. Especially after being the chief of the third generation and the seal of the Quanzhen Sect, he puts the overall situation first in everything. , I have long forgotten about the ego, so even though I think this woman is beautiful, I can hold it and won't move the heart of ordinary people.

Yin Zhiping knew that the woman's surname was Long, and she was Li Shishu's junior sister.The head of the Tomb Sect in the future.

According to the seniority theory of the two sects, he and this girl are of the same generation, but according to Li Shishu's side, he would instead call the woman a Shishu. Since it is not easy to talk about seniority, Yin Zhiping bowed respectfully. Said: "Long girl is good, I wonder if the old senior can let the poor Taoist thank you for your kindness?"

Xiao Longnv glanced at Yin Zhiping and said lightly, "My master doesn't see any strangers, so you don't need to thank me."

After speaking, he pulled Yang Ming and said, "Tomorrow, go down the mountain with your master."

Yang Ming remembered the good times he spent with Aunt Long and the two mother-in-laws in the past five months. His eyes were red with tears and he said, "When I learn martial arts from Master, I will come to see my aunt and my mother-in-law."

"Men are not allowed to enter the ancient tomb, and don't come again when you grow up."

Xiao Longnv said, turned around and walked back to the ancient tomb.

Yang Ming reluctantly looked at the back of the little dragon girl, until the last smear of white disappeared behind the tomb door of the ancient tomb.

Yin Zhiping saw Yang Ming bowing his head and weeping, knowing that this child was serious about love and righteousness, he waved his whisk and said with a smile, "Tomorrow, you are much whiter and taller than you were a year ago."

Yang Ming wiped away his tears and stepped forward, bowed his head, and said, "Disciple pays respects to Master."

After Yin Zhiping stretched out his hand to hold Yang Ming up, Yang Ming asked again: "Master, our Chongyang Palace was burned down by them, right? Didn't Master Li and Zhenjun Qingxuan come back? Mother-in-law said she killed Tie Luohan to avenge her mother-in-law, and Uncle Lin is the best in the world in martial arts, we must win, right?"

Seeing the nervous expression on Yang Ming's face, Yin Zhiping nodded and said with a slight smile: "Tomorrow, you don't know the details in the ancient tomb. After you leave, the two of them, Qingxuan Zhenjun and Chilian Sanren, will return to the mountain. Tie Luohan called Chi Lian Sanren to kill her old man, and Zhenjun Qingxuan subdued all the evil spirits with the supreme magic method, and even waved the rain to extinguish the fire of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and saved..."

After hearing what his teacher said about the battle at Chongyang Palace, Yang Ming was very excited and asked, "Master, is Zhenjun Qingxuan really a living god?"

Yin Zhiping remembered the scene where Lin Shishu used the immortal method to put out the fire in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, nodded and said, "Yes, our sect leader Qingxuan Zhenjun Datianshi is indeed a living immortal, and he surrendered Jinlun with a wave of his palm. His Holiness and other more than ten masters extinguished the fire in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion with a single wave of his hand, and preserved our Quanzhen Sect's classic Dao scrolls, the ancestor's manuscripts, martial arts secrets, etc. Isn't this an immortal method?"

Yang Ming was fascinated for a long time, and then said, "Master, let's go back to the palace. I want to kowtow to the old master and his uncle."

Yin Zhiping dragged Yang Ming forward and said with a smile, "Sect Master Zhenjun, his old man and Chilian Sanren have gone down the mountain to play in the world, and your master and several other uncles and uncles have also lived in seclusion. I'm afraid all the real people will not come back, let's go back to the palace first, you are good to practice the authentic martial arts of Xuanmen, and you will have the opportunity to meet his old man in a few years."

Yang Ming nodded and agreed, "Good master."

The master and the apprentice met again after a long absence. Yang Ming had a lot to say to the master, and Yin Zhiping also liked Yang Ming very much. Naturally, he answered every question, so the master and apprentice laughed and went down to Zhongnan Mountain.

From time to time, the master and the apprentice passed through Nanyang.

If you go further south, you will see that there are no people in a radius of dozens of miles, and everything is deserted. There are still many bones lying on the side of the road.

Yang Ming and Yin Zhiping both had solemn expressions on their faces. They knew that the north of Xiangyang City was where the Mongolian and Song armies were fighting. In recent years, they had been plowed by the Mongolian army.

Therefore, all the people who could escape escaped, and those who could not escape were also dead. Except for the passing refugees and victims and the caravan with strong bodyguards, Yin Zhiping and his apprentice did not meet anyone else along the way.

After a few hours, the two saw that it was getting late, so they found a place with a flowing stream to make a fire to bake bread, drink some hot water, eat some dry food, and then lie down with their clothes on.

In the second half of the night, Yin Zhiping was sitting by the bonfire silently practicing Xuan Gong, when he suddenly heard the clanging sound of swords clashing in the distance.

As the clashing sounds became clearer, an old voice came: "You old man is unreasonable, why are you chasing this old man?"

Another same old voice replied: "You are unreasonable first. You came to my valley and ruined a lot of love flowers of my valley owner. Quickly follow me back to the valley to apologize to the valley owner. If you have a better attitude, you can forgive me."

"I've been in the north and south for decades, where is the old monster you want to stay?"

Another old voice said "Humph." After a while, the two stopped talking, but the sound of swords clashing and harmony became louder and closer.

Yang Ming suddenly sat up and said in a low voice, "Master, the first person I heard was Liang Ziweng. He is a good man, let's help him."

Yin Zhiping frowned and said, "Since Master Wang met him in Yanjing back then, the old monster Shenxian hasn't walked the rivers and lakes for more than ten years. Why did he show up again in the past two years? What kind of Mu Shiba are you looking for?"

Yang Ming had already told Yin Zhiping that he had met Liang Ziweng, and then brought Liang Ziweng home to see Yang Kang and asked about Mu Shiba. Yin Zhiping knew that Liang Ziweng was the master of the other side, and this time he returned to the Central Plains without evil. Trace, I have some friendship with Senior Brother Yang Kang and disciple Yang Ming, if it wasn't for the evil being sought for revenge, he should have taken action to solve it.

As the fighting approached, a short while later, an old man with white beard and white hair in a ge robe was seen fighting with a small old man who was less than four feet tall, but with long beards reaching the ground with a medicine hoe. Taking a steel rod with a dragon head that is more than ten feet long, just being able to pick it up shows that he has extraordinary power. What is even more rare is that his rod is so fast and powerful that he dances vigorously, like a silver light rolling towards the old man Gepao.

The immortal Gepao old man's martial arts was not under the long-bearded old man, but he did not want to fight, so he walked to Yin Zhiping and the two of them while fighting.

After Liang Ziweng flicked the medicine hoe to block the long-bearded old man's iron rod, he caught a glimpse of Yang Ming and Yin Zhiping standing in front of the bonfire not far away, and couldn't help but let out a small yawn.

Seeing that Liang Ziweng was not escaping, the old man with long beard and short beard also pulled his stick and stood still, saying, "Mr. Liang, your martial arts are higher than mine, but we are not fighting between life and death, you just have to go back to the valley with me today to apologize to the owner of the valley. That's good, I, Lao Fan, guarantee that your life is not in danger."

Liang Ziweng snorted coldly and said, "What is your valley owner? You also work for me to plead guilty? Do you really think that the old man dare not kill him?"

The long-bearded and short old man's face flashed blue, and he inserted the iron rod into the stone under his feet, and the sparks splashed and made a harsh clashing sound, and said solemnly: "You are so unreasonable, you have to close it when you catch it. Not for a few years, brothers and sisters, hurry up and set up the formation."

There were clear whistles from all directions, and then suddenly dozens of people in green robes appeared. They each held a huge fishing net to block the four directions. Made of copper wire.

Liang Ziweng was shocked and turned from east to west, but the medicine hoe could not break the fishing net, but the space became smaller and smaller in a moment, and the fishing net kept closing and closing, and Liang Ziweng was about to be caught under the net.

Yang Ming remembered that Grandpa Liang treated him well. Seeing that he was about to be caught in the next instant, Yang Ming couldn't help but look at Yin Zhiping and said, "Master."

Yin Zhiping knew what Yang Ming meant. He saw that this group of people in Tsing Yi had a strange form and a very simple style of clothing. Whether it was the martial arts or the characteristics of their appearance, he had never heard of them, and he was quite suspicious, so he shouted: "Wait everyone."

Seeing that Yin Zhiping and Yang Ming were just two Daoists, one big and one small, the old man with long beard and short beard snorted coldly, "I catch the thieves in the Valley of Love, and the Daoist should not be too busy."

Yin Zhiping stepped forward and said: "Pin Dao Quanzhen teaches Yin Zhiping, dare to ask the old senior's name? This old Mr. Liang is an old friend of my teaching. I don't know why you arrested him?"

The long-bearded and short old man said: "I am Fan Yiweng, a person from the valley of heartlessness. This old man Liang entered my valley. Originally, I treated each other with courtesy in the valley, but he quietly stole the love flowers in our valley. If he steals some, he will admit his mistake That's all, but when he was found, not only did he not return Baozhi, but he shot and wounded and escaped, and the owner of my family ordered us to come out and catch him."

Fan Yiweng is the eldest disciple of the ruthless Valley Master, and he handles everything in the valley, so although he has lived in seclusion in the valley for a long time, he has also heard that the Quanzhen Sect is the largest sect in the world, although he does not know it. What is Yin Zhiping's status and seniority, but he didn't dare to neglect, that's why he explained it.

After finishing speaking, I remembered that Yin Zhiping said that Liang Ziweng was their old friend, so he added: "It's good to ask the Taoist priest Qingxiu, don't meddle in your own business."

After Fan Yiweng finished speaking, he ordered the fishing net array to tighten and take Liang Ziweng away.

However, since the Quanzhen Sect has smashed the world, no one has ever dared to speak to him like Fan Yiweng, Yin Zhiping blushed, only felt that he had lost face in front of his disciples, and was also a little angry, snorted coldly: "Elder Liang The gentleman just hurt one of your flowers, you just need to pay some money. You take him again and what are you going to do to indict him? Could it be that you still want to set up a private court?

Shenxian is also a grandmaster outside the dignified customs. How can you let you humiliate at will, let him go quickly, what is there that Liangzi can't solve?I, Quanzhenjiao, make friends with Guigu, and mediate one or two. Multiple friends are better than multiple enemies. It's better to be kind, how about that? "

Seeing Yin Zhiping's constant entanglement, Fan Yiweng was also a little irritable, he swung his iron rod horizontally, and said solemnly, "Can you little Taoist be the real master of your horse?
Hmph, Daoist Master Yin Zhiping, are you trying to fight the injustice?
Come, come, let me see and see, the kung fu of your Quanzhen teaching. "

Yin Zhiping saw that the old man's words were mostly disdain for Quanzhen's martial arts, and he didn't know that he seldom walked around the rivers and lakes. He only felt that this person was disdainful of Quanzhen's teaching, and he was even more angry. He secretly said: I'll see how deep you are. How dare you underestimate my Quanzhen teaching!
A cold light flickered, and Fan Yiweng hurriedly waved his steel rod to resist. For a while, he had to parry with all his strength and was powerless to fight back.

Yin Zhiping drew his sword and made a move in one go. The first move was the Quanzhen Sect's exquisite swordsmanship. He made more than ten sword moves in an instant. Fan Yiweng also stepped back a few steps before gradually regaining the disadvantage. The heavy dragon head steel rod smashed out like a wild dance, but the heavy iron rod seemed light and comfortable in his hands, and the steel rod turned into a circle and rolled towards Yin Zhiping in the sound of the whistling wind.

When Yin Zhiping saw that Fan Yiweng was so strong that it was difficult to compete with him, he guarded the door and parried.

Even now, Yin Zhiping knows that this old man's skill is better than his own by three points. If he fights hard, it will be very unfavorable to himself.

As soon as Yin Zhiping's moves changed, Fan Yiweng immediately felt quite strenuous, timid, and after more than 20 moves, Yin Zhiping gradually gained the upper hand.

Fan Yiweng saw that Yin Zhiping's tactics had changed, and he couldn't resist. He thought that Yin Zhiping's martial arts were far superior to him, and he was just playing tricks on him. !"

The fishing net formation is the most powerful martial art in the Heartless Valley. A dozen or so disciples can form a formation in a small area. Relying on the invulnerable fishing nets, they can encircle them in all directions with their own footwork. Even a first-class expert cannot escape.

At this moment, Fan Yiweng brought 40 people, all of them were masters of Unfeeling Valley, and more than ten people opened their fishing nets and rushed towards Yin Zhiping. Messy, showing defeat.

Seeing that Master was besieged, Yang Ming seemed to be defeated in a moment. He was nervous and hurriedly took out the rocket in his arms and ignited it.

Fan Yiweng said solemnly: "The little Taoist priest is gathering his accomplices, quickly take him down as well."

From the crowd surrounding Liang Ziweng, two more people pulled out their waist knives and came to arrest Yang Ming. Yang Ming also pulled out his sword and fought with the two.

Although Yang Ming is young, his skills are already modest, and Quanzhen's swordsmanship is also well practiced, so he can still remain unbeaten with one-on-two for a while.

But after all, he was too young and inexperienced in combat. Seeing that the two of them couldn't break Yang Ming's swordsmanship for a while, they started to make moves in circles. Yang Ming was too tired to deal with it. The two saw that Yang Ming didn't want to kill him when he was young. They were afraid that Yang Ming had already splattered blood on the spot.

Liang Ziweng was moved when he saw Yin Zhiping and Yang Ming rescue him. Seeing that Yang Ming was in danger, he was afraid that the two heartless disciples would hurt Yang Ming.

Seeing that there were fewer disciples of the Heartless Valley surrounding him, he immediately used the stunt Linghu Fist, which he had practiced for decades, and jumped out of the fishing net array with a light gesture, waved and threw two bone-penetrating nails at the besieging Yang Ming. The two of them jumped to Yin Zhiping's side, knocking the medicine hoe in their hands, sweeping and slashing constantly.

Yin Zhiping also saw the opportunity and hurried out of the circle to join Liang Ziweng to fight with the disciples of the Valley of Love, and shouted at the same time: "Go back to the mountain tomorrow."

Yin Zhiping knew that the signal bomb had been sent out, and the brothers and disciples from the same sect near Xiangyang could come in at most an hour. As long as he and Liang Ziweng could be dragged to the same sect, they would form a Tiangang Beidou formation and then they would not be afraid of fishing nets. The formation was over, so he shot mercilessly, stabbing two people in an instant, and Fan Yiweng swung his steel rod to stop the decline.

The two disciples who besieged Yang Ming were hit in the shoulders by Liang Ziweng's penetrating nails, and they messed up their moves for a while. Yang Ming didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly turned around and fled into the depths of the bushes.

I don't know how long it took to run, until he could no longer hear the sound of a follower behind him. Then he sat down and rested. At this time, the sky was dark and light, and his heart was beating wildly, thinking: I ran away, Master He and Grandpa Liang have no scruples. Maybe they can win against Changbeard and the others. Even if they can't win, they can support the support of Quanzhen Sect's uncle and senior brother.

After sitting on the ground and resting for a while, Yang Ming got up and was about to leave.

But after a long time, he disappeared, and he was always in this forest. Yang Ming began to be afraid, thinking that he had hit a ghost, so he swung his long sword and stepped forward without opening his eyes.

After a long time, the sky was getting brighter, and Yang Ming realized that the trees in front of him and around him were gone.

The sky is also bright, and the eyes are suddenly bright, as if in a valley.

Walking forward for a while, I found that the fragrance of birds and flowers is everywhere here. Not only is the environment beautiful, but the air is also accompanied by a touch of sweet nectar of peaches and plums.

At this time, it was still a chilling early spring in the north, but the temperature in this valley was higher, and many trees had already bloomed.

Yang Ming was overwhelmed with surprise and thought: Could this be some kind of fairyland?

After thinking about it, I walked forward. After walking for about half an hour, I saw a cave. After entering the cave, I saw a huge copper furnace. There was a shelf next to the copper furnace. books.

Yang Ming saw that a thick layer of dust had fallen on the shelves, and thought to himself: I don't know which senior lives in seclusion here, but when I came, there was no trace of people moving in the valley. Maybe this stove hasn't been lit for a long time. Signs, it seems that the people who originally lived in the valley have left or died.

Yang Ming picked up the book and flipped through it, and saw that it was a prescription. There were three prescriptions written on it: Wubaoba Xiadan, Hualong Shengtian Powder, and Jiuzhuan Lingbao Pill.

The handwriting is very beautiful, as if it was written by a woman.

Yang Ming secretly said: I have never heard of Wubaoba Xiadan and Hualongshengtiansan, but I heard from the master that Jiuzhuan Lingbao Pill is the holy medicine of my Quanzhen Sect. Someone here copied the prescription and the method of refining medicine. In the past, the people who lived in this valley were the seniors of the sect.

After looking through it for a while, Yang Ming realized that the Wubaoba Xiadan and Hualong Shengtian Powder are magical medicines that can greatly increase power and prolong life.

It turns out that in this valley, there is a kind of snake with fleshy horns. Snake gallbladder can enhance power, and snake bone and blood can prolong life. Using these two as medicine, you can make Wubaoba Xiadan and Xiadan respectively. The elixir of Hualong Shengtian San.

"Gollum..."

After a burst of bowel sounds, Yang Ming felt unbearable hunger in his stomach. He searched in the pill room, but found nothing to eat.

Remembering that he saw a lot of chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep running in the valley just now, although there are not many, they should be left by the seniors who lived here before, so Yang Ming went out to look for livestock.

After a while, Yang Ming caught an old hen, went to a small stream, plucked the hairs, cleaned it up, and baked it on a fire.

After I was full, I didn't feel sleepy when I saw the sky was bright, and I was curious and wandered in the valley.

Unknowingly, Yang Ming turned to a sloping land and found two cabins sitting on the slope.

As soon as my heart moved, I pushed the door and went in. I saw furniture such as wooden beds and chairs in the room, and quilts made of animal skins on the bed were folded and placed in a corner. There were also some pots and pans on the ground, because the doors and windows of the wooden house were closed. , although there is dust everywhere in the room, but the dust is much less than that in the Dan room.

(End of this chapter)